Tag: Fiction Friday

[Fiction] Friday Challenge for December 19, 2008:

Write a short scene, with exactly two characters that involves a terrible Christmas (or similar holiday) present.

A:	What is it?
B:	He called it an “object duh art”.
A:	That’s cute.
B:	That?!
A:	No…that he tried to say it in French.
B:	That’s what saved me?
A:	What did?
B:	His “French” pronunciation…he thought that’s what I was laughing at.
A:	OK…so…objet d’art…But what is it?
B:	I didn’t have the heart to ask him.
A:	Is there a tag?
B:	No.
A:	Where did he get it?
B:	At an art festival.
A:	He went to an art festival.
B:	Yep.
A:	On his own?
B:	No. He dragged his friends along with him.
A:	You’re kidding.
B:	Evidently they stopped at one on the way to one of the games.
A:	Now you have to be kidding.
B:	He says they were all walking around in football jerseys getting weird looks from the artists.
A:	I can imagine. I wish I could have seen that.
B:	Me too.
A:	So he went to an art festival…
B:	Yep…for that.
A:	No. Not for that.
B:	For what then?
A:	If he went an art festival, he went for you. That…was an unintended consequence.
B:	…
A:	Oh, don’t look so damned giddy.
B:	Sorry.
A:	So are you going to leave it out?
B:	Of course I am.
A:	Where?
B:	That depends on what it is.
A:	…
B:	…
A:	It might be a pitcher.

This is my first foray back into Fiction Friday in quite a while. Shameful, considering I help run the damn thing.

This didn’t really come out the way I wanted it to, but the no editing this is my own rule…

[Fiction] Friday Challenge for December 12, 2008:

Tell us the story behind this picture:

Y:	What happened?
X:	Oh…just a misunderstanding.
Y:	A misunderstanding? That’s it?
X:	Well, ok. A big misunderstanding.
Y:	Are you going to elaborate?
X:	It looks like your going to make me.
Y:	No…I’m just…
X:	Just what?
Y:	I’m your friend right? I’m just making sure you’re ok.
X:	I’m fine. It’s really not that big a deal.
Y:	Are you sure? You seem…down.
X:	I’m sure. He came over last night…he got a little…angry…and he left. That’s all.
Y:	So he did it?
X:	Yes. But like I said it’s not a big deal.
Y:	I hope you kicked him out.
X:	No. Like I said, he left.
Y:	Are you sure you’re OK?
X:	I’m fine. You don’t seem to be hearing me…it’s not a big deal.
Y:	How could you say that? You love this place.
X:	…huh?…
Y:	…Do you get the feeling we’re not talking about the same thing?
X:	All the time.
Y:	So what are you talking about?
X:	He broke up with me last night?
Y:	Oh…Why?
X:	You.
Y:	Me?!
X:	You.
Y:	What’s wrong with me?
X:	You want you and me to be us.
Y:	Oh.
X:	Thank you for not denying it.
Y:	And he could tell.
X:	Everyone can tell.
Y:	Why did it bother him?
X:	He thought that I wanted the same thing.
Y:	Oh.
X:	…
Y:	…Do you?
X:	You’ve been wanting to ask me that for two years, haven’t you?
Y:	Longer.
X:	Yes.
Y:	Huh?
X:	I was answering your question…Yes.
Y:	Oh.
X:	You’re nervous.
Y:	I know.
X:	What were you talking about?
Y:	What?
X:	Well we’ve established what I was talking about. What about you?
Y:	Oh. Your front window is broken.
X:	Oh, that…
Y:	What happened?
X:	Nothing important. Just some kids and a baseball.
Y:	…
X:	…
Y:	So…just a misunderstanding?
X:	A big one I’d say.
Y:	Quit smirking.